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[Red Alert wakes up on her back and stares blearily at the sky above. Something feels both wrong and familiar, but she can't put a finger on it. Her hand knocks against the communicator, inadvertently turning it on. Part of her notes that it's filming, but she ignores it while she slowly sits up and rubs the side of her face with her good hand.

What's... going on?

Memories tug at her and she experiences another moment of confusion and deja vu. The Haven, the Firstforged... she remembers it. Sort of. Automatically she does a full-system scan, and notes that her navigation and chronological systems were both offline. That was odd... and worrisome.

Finally deciding to devote her attention to the communicator, she leans over and picks it up, pulling herself to her feet while she was at it. She doesn't talk right away, choosing instead to glance around and note that she was definitely not in the Haven. There's a little bit of static, but otherwise she's understandable.]

This is [*zssstttttt*] of Cyberton can anyone read me? My location is unknown, but I seem to be outside of the [*sssssssttttt*]. Requesting aid immediately. I repeat, I am Medical Officer Red Alert and I request aid.

If there are any members of Team Athenia around, please respond.

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Thank you very much, I can't tell you enough how I appreciate this.

[She settles down to wait for him. Moving might be a good idea, but she finds that she's rather tired.]

There are a few things that are wrong with my systems, but nothing I can't fix.

Mind if I ask you for your name?

I'm hardly busy enough to not render aid. [Jetfire gives a small, slightly lopsided grin.] I should be able to reach your general area in a few kliks.

[The Haven may be reasonably spread out, and rather sprawling from end to end, but he's a jet, and a powerful one as well.]

It's good to hear that you're mostly all right. And, er, of course. I apologise I didn't give it immediately. I'm Jetfire.

[The name causes the tiniest doubletake, but otherwise she has no reaction to it. Jetfire hm? Well that's... interesting.]

I will await your arrival then, Jetfire.

[She'll probably have more to stare at when he actually arrives, given his size... it does take a bit longer than it would have with complete coordinates, but it's certainly not impossible to find a single cybertronian when having a relatively limited area to search.

Since he flew in root mode, he just had to land when he actually found her.]

Ah... Red Alert? [Jetfire can't help the brief once-over; not only is she rather small, he's still surprised to see that designation attached to... this.] I admit, not what I expected, since the mech who has your designation in my reality... not at all like what you are.

[The first thing she feels upon seeing Jetfire is alarm. With his size and his ability to fly, she automatically assumes that he's a Decepticon, even though past experience has said otherwise. Still, she manages to look calm as she watches him land, effectively keeping her worries to herself.]

I'm sorry that I do not live up to your expectations Jetfire.

[Her tone is curt and cold. She honestly doesn't care that much about her counterparts. They are irrelevant to her current situation.]

[At least he has a well-visible Autobot brand front and center on his chestplates?]

Hardly. [His lips quirk in a smile and he shakes his helm.] A surprise, that's all. The differences in physical frame and aesthetic looks as well as function regarding alternates is... ah, interesting to me. [He is a scientist after all.] Ready to get back to what civilisation we do have?

[There's probably not much difference from what Red Alert remembers, if she does.]

Edited 2013-05-29 11:48 (UTC)

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